Looking at the two objects, Yang Ge was stunned for a second. He came to his senses and hurriedly took the cloth bag, pressing it tightly against his chest, tears welling up in his eyes.,Yang Ge waved his hands again and again, wanting to say "no need to look", but he couldn't utter a single word.,Eight months ago, the old man used this tattered fishing net to pull him out of the Bian River...twice!。